Happy Mothers Day to the woman who:
-Always notices when we are running low on toilet paper and refills it before it’s too late
-Magically produces a perfect gift and matching gift bag out of thin air upon request
-Somehow knows everyone and their mom’s up-to-date contact information and address
-Can cook, sew, clean, repair, plan and organize like nobody’s business
-Never goes on a trip without bringing me back a thoughtful souvenir
-People always tell me I look like
-Allowed me to dress myself in a pink fruit-patterned jumpsuit every day of fourth grade without protest, simply because she knew it made me feel cool (*cringes*)
-Supports and encourages my decision to live abroad
-Edited multiple drafts of my Fulbright essays
-Loves me unconditionally, even when I don’t deserve it or can’t seem to love myself
-Cheered me on when I got my first tattoo
-Taught me the importance of commitment and determination
-Is the only woman who calls me by the nickname”Missy”
Happy Mothers Day to all those who:
-Act as spiritual mothers and mentors
-Are adoptive or foster mothers
-Are having difficulty becoming a mother
-Lost their mother
-Have a difficult relationship with their mother
-Are expecting and will soon become a mother
-Are empty nesters for the first time
-Have stepped up to fill the role of a mother in someone’s life
Happy Easter! I spent last night decorating these pastel, Easter-themed sugar cookies. I’m particularly proud of the Christmas tree, Jack-o-lantern and scary red-eyed bunny ;p Crazy to think I will spend next Easter in Germany!
Now I’m off to church and lunch with my family.
Thankful to celebrate the resurrection of my savior today! Have a good one.
Happy New Year friends! I am at home with a glass of wine and a good book, just the way I like it. So I don’t like to use the word resolutions because it makes me feel like a totally irresolute failure of a person when I fall short of meeting mine! So maybe it’s just semantics, but I prefer to use the word goals when it comes to my ambitions for the coming year. January is an interesting month– the let down after the holidays can be pretty anticlimactic, yet I have to gear up to start another semester. And this is my last semester of college! What. even. So, I figured it would be nice to take a moment to list a few goals, both large and small, I have for 2017. It is sure to be a year of huge transition and change as I try to navigate myself in a new direction post-graduation, but here goes:
- Read every night before bed. Seems simple enough…lol.
- Memorize a poem (I’m thinking this one).
- Learn to tell a great joke or story. I’ve always wanted to crack people up at a party, but feel too insecure to put myself out there (what if they don’t laugh?!). But I’m 21, I think it’s high time I remedy this!
- Improve my German.
- Practice photography more regularly (and get creative with the camera settings– no more Manual setting for this girl).
- Perform at a Coffee House. Every month my university has an open mic night where students can sing or play instruments, and I’ve always been interested in signing up to sing or play piano but never had the guts! 2017 I’m lookin’ at you.
- Move to Germany (I told you there were some biggies on here) ;p
What are your New Years ‘goals’?
Merry Christmas friends! Do you know one of the stories behind the date of Christmas? Many historians agree that one reason we celebrate Christmas then is because that’s when the ancient pagans celebrated the Winter Solstice. The Winter Solstice is the shortest, darkest, coldest day of the year. And on this day the people would light a candle to remind themselves that Spring is coming, and that there is joy and warmth to be found amidst the darkness.
I celebrate Christmas mainly as Christ’s birth, but I also find this story to be particularly poignant this Christmas season. 2016 has been an intense time. It’s been a difficult year for many in a myriad of ways. Our world has endured unthinkable violence, cut throat elections, unending wars, natural disasters and so much more over the course of the last twelve months. Personally, this year has been difficult for me in certain regards, and I’ve had my fair share of dark days. But it has also been a year of positive growth and change.
So although Christmas is typically thought of as a happy-go-lucky, light hearted time, it can still be hard to muster those feelings. It’s okay, even healthy to reflect on those times in their reality. But the pagans still understood one key truth: they knew that no matter how hard things may get in life, you can always find hope, whether it be in a single flickering candle’s flame or a raging fire.
I am sending Christmas joy and perseverance your way today friends. It’s been a long year, but we made it. Next year will have its ups and downs, but never forget you can find a tiny glimmer of light if you only look. Now I’m off to see what Santa brought me…;p
Happy Father’s Day Dad! They don’t celebrate Father’s Day here in Germany, but I sure as heck won’t let that stop me from celebrating you today! I was in Germany last Fathers Day as well, so we haven’t been together for it in quite a while, but I hope you know how much I love and respect you. I don’t always do the best job of showing it, but I am incredibly honored to call you my dad. I won the lottery where fathers are concerned. I’ll see you again before we know it!
Happy Fathers Day!
Today I am 21. I also spent my 20th birthday in Germany, which you can read about here, and who knows where I’ll spend my 22nd! Last night I went to dinner with my grandparents who live near here and had a lovely time. Then this morning my apartment mate surprised me with beautiful orange roses, I went to coffee with a friend, and then went out to dinner and drinks with three other wonderful Pepperdine students currently interning in Frankfurt. Although I miss my family and friends back home, I could feel their outpouring of love and encouragement today in numerous ways.
Though I can’t say I seem particularly older or wiser, there is definitely something distinctly special about the age 21. It has a different sound to it than 20. I am gaining distance from my teenage years and undeniably entering adulthood. Being a ‘twenty something’ is such a scary, unknown, exiting time in life. This is the year I will graduate from college, get a job (hopefully), move into my first real apartment, and so much more. I can’t wait to see the doors God opens up for me in the coming months and years, and where this wonderful life leads.
P.s. Guess who else shares my birthday? Donald Trump…#honored.
The other day I ran into one of my neighbors from my childhood home. She asked about my family and how everyone was doing and when I mentioned my mother, she said, “Ah, I remember watching your mother sitting out on the cult de sac. She was holding a baby in her lap, reading a book, and making sure you and your brother were playing nicely all at the same time. She always remained so calm and collected, no matter what!”
This memory did not surprise me one bit. My mother has always been a calming presence everywhere she goes, yet still manages to get a million things done. She is the only one who can talk me down from whatever ledge I’ve worked myself onto that day, and knows me well enough to talk sense into my head when all sense is gone! She brings perspective, focus and energy to whatever she does, yet never overwhelms or calls attention to herself.
Once when I asked her how she does it all she said, “My highs aren’t too high and my lows aren’t too low.” She takes the middle road. Her mild disposition helps get her through the rocky times and brings stability to those in her life who tend towards the more dramatic (AKA myself). But she is also a great cheerleader when something wonderful happens, and knows how to throw a killer party!
This is her first Mother’s Day without her own mother, something that is utterly unimaginable to me. So I want to say it loud and clear while I still can– HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY MOM! You were made for this exhausting, all-consuming, often thankless job. I hope it has been rewarding and that we kids make you proud. You deserve to be celebrated every day.
Well hello there friends! How are you on this romantic holiday? I must admit, I’ve never made much fuss about Valentines day. Maybe it’s because I’ve never had a proper valentine (besides you Dad!) or maybe it’s just my personality, but it’s always been a fairly normal day for me. I guess that just means that when I do have a full-blown valentine one day in the future, it will be all the more special!
This weekend I went on a retreat in Santa Barbara with an organization on campus. I had no cell service, so I was able to fully unplug and enjoy the nature around me. I could totally see myself living in Santa Barbara one day– the vibes are right on.
Anyways, what did you do today to celebrate the love in your life? Who do you appreciate, be it romantically or otherwise?
P.s. The photo is of my latte this afternoon #basicwhitegirl
Hello lovely readers, how are you on this fine Tuesday? I am both relaxed and melancholy. Why, you ask? Relaxed because I had a fun, rejuvenating Labor day weekend, but melancholy because this holiday marks the end of summer in my mind. And this summer was one for the books. Although the weather in Southern California doesn’t change more than a few degrees, and the trees generally keep their green leaves, fall is undeniably in the air. School is back in full swing and life is settling into a consistent routine. Life takes on a faster pace, and my to-do list grows longer with each passing day. But if summer never ended, it would loose it’s magic. So as sad as it is to say goodbye, it was a good kind of sadness. I know summer will visit these parts again before we know it!
Keep scrolling for a few photos of our summer send off.
My little brother visited me at school for the weekend. We went to an outdoor church, drank delicious coffee, and watched the sunset at El Matador beach. The waves were threateningly large, so we opted to stay on the sand, but the sunset did not disappoint!
^Aren’t little brothers just the best? Most of the time anyways…:p
Monday afternoon we drove to a family friend’s house for our annual Labor Day BBQ! I adore traditions, and this one is no exception. I always look forward to hanging by the pool, playing card games, and eating unhealthy amounts of food.
^My little brother took most of these photos- is he talented or what?
And so, dear Summer, I bit you adieu! You’ve been good to me. Until next time.
P.s. Below I’ve complied a few of my favorite posts I’ve written this summer, I hope you enjoy rereading them as much as I did. Have a wonderful (short) week friends.
A Happy List
Why Children Make The Best Teachers
The ABC’s Of Hildesheim
What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up?
A Happy (German) Birthday
Amsterdam: A City Guide
Question of the Day
Do you have any Labor Day traditions?